Flock of Dimes
You, The Vatican
So I shot the light, and the light went out
Dark, an early reminder
An ordinary night
I couldn’t see you
I couldn’t see at all

Any further proof only speaks to truth
Hold, commanding a dawning
Of an ordinary life
I couldn’t free you
I barely freed myself

Let me find you
I will hold you through
Earthly nature
Lights out

It could be in a wreck when you least expect
Laughing all of the way down
And you, The Vatican
You the destroyer
You the destroyed

An intelligent mind only hangs itself
For all its perfect distraction
From immediate delight
There for the taking
Casting a different light

Let me find you
I will hold you through
Second nature
Slight

Let me find you
I will hold you through
Fast approaching
Lights out